"The house has already been transferred to your name; you have to take it whether you want to or not. As for Grandma's jewelry, if you don't want it, just throw it away," he said, sweeping the jewelry box directly into the trash can.
Tang ZhiLuo's paper box trash can was very deep, and several pieces of jewelry fell into it, instantly disappearing from sight.
"Mo Xun! What are you doing!" Tang ZhiLuo exclaimed as she stood up, "This is the jewelry Grandma bought, it cost a lot of money, how can you just throw it away like that?"
"I already said, if you don't want it, throw it away."
Tang ZhiLuo gritted her teeth and glared at him hatefully, bending down to dump out everything from the trash can to find those pieces of jewelry.
She took the jewelry to the company's restroom to clean it.
Mo Xun's gaze grew colder and colder.
Finally, unable to hold back the rage simmering in his heart, he stood up and walked over, his tall figure appearing in the mirror in front of Tang ZhiLuo.